Cats...

Lost and found

You've captured me and killed all my emotions, In your cage of love! Run away, inside I feel the danger I run from your perfect touch... I want you see me running I've had too much in a jungle of love Perfect touch... I want you see me running Perfect touch... You've killed all I've got Perfect touch...

Lost your game and I'm sure you'll pay For your crime, babe, oh yeah You strangle me but I know how to get out...

Chaos... "the most disreputable order..."

"Time is the longest distance between two places..."

VALENTINO : "I love beautiful clothes, so when fashion became about grunge and minimalism I never followed. I think those trends were very offensive for women. I always say I am here to make women look beautiful and not like fools or crazy fashion victims."

To go beyond reason...

-How perfect for you - to take whatever you want because it pleases you. That is not love.-Then what is it?-Some aimless infatuation, which, for the moment, you feel like indulging - it is missing everything that matters.-Which is what? -Trust, responsibility, taking the weight for your choices and feelings, and spending the rest of your life living up to them. And above all, not hurting the object of your love. -So that is what love is according to you? -Multiply it by infinity, and take it to the depth of forever, and you will still have barely a glimpse of what I am talking about.

Anything is possible... Anywhere is everywhere...

Equilibrium

What could mean this simple word called "love"?

Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get hurt, you'll come back. Because, the truth is there is no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love - well, you haven't lived a life at all. You have to try. Because if you haven't tried, you haven't lived...

writing...

Writing…such a simple thing, a basic form of saying what you want…and yet so complex…Why writing can be complex? Well, as you write, you live those feelings that awaken your imagination…at the beginning there is a chaos in your mind, everything is confusing, but while you write, every single idea gets into its place, every thought makes a point, becomes relevant…you need to write more and more, it becomes addictive... Writing is like a sport, but play it carefully as not to expose yourself too much to your readers.

21 grams...

How many lives do we live? How many times do we die? They say we all lose 21 grams... at the exact moment of our death. Everyone. And how much fits into 21 grams? How much is lost? When do we lose 21 grams? How much goes with them? How much is gained? Twenty-one grams. The weight of a stack of five nickels. The weight of a hummingbird. A chocolate bar. How much does love weigh? How much does revenge weigh?